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41 " He threw his head back and let his disbelief and fury break free. The sound was pain-filled and fearsome, the cry of a wounded beast. It reverberated through the trees, bouncing off the walls of the valley, the echoes doubling back into one agonized, unbroken roar. "
― Marsha Canham , The Far Horizon (Pirate Wolf, #4)
42 " Ellen followed his progress, thinking of all those young men who believed it was fashionable to wear their pants hanging half off their butts and loose enough to fit an entire basketball team. They should see the way a real man wore jeans. "
― Marsha Canham , The Mark of the Rose
43 " When I left, Ethan was planning an assault on the wine cellar to fetch up some of Henr...er...your fine reserves. Veronica's hair finally toppled over, and when she lifted a hand to straighten it, her breast popped out, which caused the Reverend Podd to topple over. "
44 " Please. You must let me go," she whispered. “Or I will be lost.”He bowed his head, his lips almost touching hers. “You will never be lost. I will always find you. "
45 " Most ships ran up as many sheets as they could carry and fled before the wind, for to see the Iron Rose's pyramid of canvas turning into the chase, usually meant her brother's ships, the Tribute and the Valor were not far off her beam. And woe betide the arrogant captain of any vessel who thought only to shake off the three pups pursuing him; chances were better than nine out of ten that the Pirate Wolf himself, Simon Dante, would have already circled his Avenger around to lie in wait off their bows. "
― Marsha Canham , The Iron Rose (Dante Pirates, #2)
46 " And yet, as we have discovered, you are someone entirely different,” he said gently. “You are no longer Ellyn the Fletcher."“And because of that you no longer love me?”“I will love you as long as I draw breath. But it may not be my right to love you any other way. "
47 " When I came up the beach back there, do you have any idea how close you came to being thrown down in the sand and ravished there and then, before your mother, your father... before God Himself?”“They would have killed you if you’d tried.”He smiled. “I doubt that. In fact, it was your mother who suggested I just drag you off into the bushes and keep you there until you came to your senses. She said that was the only way your father managed to convince her she could be stronger with him than without him. "
48 " windage. "
― Marsha Canham , Across a Moonlit Sea
49 " Dante leaned his shoulder on the wall and briefly watched the solid tattoo of rain on the gallery windows. His charming little black swan would not be thrilled at all with the notion of being summarily dismissed, regardless whether it was couched in friendly terms or not. An image of Beau standing on the afterdeck of the Egret, her eyes streaming from the clouds of smoke that rose from the guns, her hands raw and bleeding, her face pale with fear, came to his mind and he knew he would have to find his own way of softening the blow to her pride. He meant what he had said. He wanted her safe in England.He wanted someone to go home to. "
50 " Bastard,” she cried softly. “Bastard! Why did you ever touch me? I w-was fine until you touched me.”“And I was fine until you touched me,” he countered in a whisper. "
― Marsha Canham , The Last Arrow (Robin Hood, #3)
51 " You are all I have. You are the single most important thing in my life and I want to know you are safe. Do that much for me, Catherine. Live for me, live for our son. I will always be a part of you, whatever happens, and you will always be a part of me. Nothing can change that. Nothing. "
― Marsha Canham , The Blood of Roses (Highlands, #2)
52 " Forcing his fingers to open, he saw that he had squeezed the carved fangs of the golden dragon into the hollow of his palm, cutting the flesh and causing blood to flow between the clenched fingers. Blood slicked the dragon’s body and shone wetly off the faceted surface of the ruby eye. The sight brought another image crushing into Wardieu’s brain, stretching and swelling the bounds of reason until it verged on madness itself.The image was of death. Death on the hot desert sands of Palestine. The face of death had dark chestnut hair and piercing gray eyes; it spoke with a curse and a vow to return one day and avenge himself upon the world.That day was finally here.Death had come back to England. "
― Marsha Canham , Through a Dark Mist (Robin Hood, #1)
53 " Catherine was there, waiting. Catherine would take the pain away. Catherine would hold him and soothe the heartache; she would understand and share the sense of overwhelming loss he felt. She was his life, his sanity. God … how he needed her. "
54 " And mind you keep a sharp eye on this child’s back. If you let so much as a hair on her head fall into harm, I’ll pluck you like a chicken and spit you stem to stern.”“Don’t worry, Old Witch. If anything happens to Blue Eyes, there will not be much left of me after McBride is finished. "
― Marsha Canham , Under the Desert Moon
55 " I have to leave,” she gasped. “I have to go back. If they see us—”“They will not see us. And you cannot leave yet, the wager is only half paid.”“But you said—”“A kiss. A long sweet kiss. And that”—his dark head bent to her again—“was not long enough, my lady. Not nearly long enough. "
56 " You’re supposed to make a wish on a falling star,” he murmured.“Did you?”“I most certainly did. It took two dozen, but you’re finally here. "
57 " Ain’t lost unless yus don’t know where yus are,” Jim grumbled. “I know’d where we are, it’s jest that no one else does. "
58 " Jesus God!” His fingers sprang open, releasing her. They rose to gingerly probe the lump at back of his skull and he groaned again.The sound was echoed by the body crushed beneath him.“Beacom?” A lavender arm lifted to see what was beneath. “Good God, man, what are you doing under there?”“Waiting for you to rouse, your grace,” came the gasped reply. “Hoping that in your boundless compassion, you might even be willing to heave off me! "